Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Perfect Poem

I was shocked, confused, bewildered
as I entered Heaven's door,
Not by the beauty of it all
nor the lights or its decor
But it was the folks in Heaven
who made me sputter and gasp
The thieves, the liars, the sinners,
the alcoholics and the trash.
There stood the kid from seventh grade
who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
who never said anything nice..
Herb, who I always thought
was rotting away in hell
was sitting pretty on cloud nine
and looking incredibly well.
I nudged Jesus, "what's the deal?
I would love to hear Your take.
How'd all these sinners get up here?
God must've made some mistake.
And why is everyone so quiet,
so somber, give me a clue."
"Hush, child" He said, "they're all in shock.
No one thought they'd be seeing you."
Going to church doesn't
make you a Christian any more
than standing in your garage
makes you a car.
Every saint has a PAST...
Every sinner has a FUTURE!

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